Dragon Master

All the guests, either sighing for the intriguing appearance of the herb or questioning its value, burst into an uproar, among whom there were some intending to purchase it and bring it back home as another collection of their own.

However, in terms of financial resources, Maximilian excelled every single of them in the hall with no doubts. He raised his hand board and spoke out loud, "Three hundred thousand dollars."

His voice drew the attention of everyone, including Connor, Chief Carr and Rowen.

Rowen grinned, had his evil eyes fixed on Maximilian and sneered, "I guess you are spending all your property on that junk, Mr. Lee."

Maximilian plainly said, "It's none of your business. Are you feeling bored or caring about everything of mine, mama Rowen?"

Hearing the words of Maximilian, Rowen was flushed with anger and shame, feeling like there was a lump stunk in his throat that choked his words. He then made up his mind to insult Maximilian by spending a much higher price for Hardy Ganoderma. 

"You're going to regret talking to me in that way, boy!" Said Rowen, and raised his hand board with a higher amount of money on it.

sat on Rowen's thighs and yelled to Maximilian, "Stop showing off yourself, little pauper! You will never

 was going to thwart him in getting Hardy Ganoderma. Though inside of him he considered it as disdainful to respond to any of the provocations of

reached an astonishing amount of one million dollars, which was totally out of what one could have expected for the price of a mere Lucid Ganoderma with

bank cards clenched in his hand, was wondering when would be the best chance for him to step forward and offer help to Maximilian, which was also currently in the

with Rowen

Hardy Ganoderma?" The announcement of Maximilian stunned Rowen and left him wondering what was exactly

for someone else, this herb was nothing more than a kind of rare Lucid Ganoderma with beautiful icy blue color, but for Maximilian, it was definitely an invaluable asset

much money. However, as Rowen was imagining how Maximilian gonna make himself a fool in front of so many people when he pay the bill for the item, he was drawn back to reality hearing a

scratched his head and failed to figure out either the status of this man remained unknown or

for twenty million dollars!" Suddenly, as a resonant voice resounded across the hall, a man dressed in blue sportswear made of

his speaking and the pattern of his luxurious dressing, someone understood who this man was and yelled out surprisingly, "It's Clark! The son of Jax,

what brings the son of Jax